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That
was a bud of an early spring
Calling
the time for its youthful bloom
Wasn’t
that bee lucky, though got sting?
For
he knows the beauty without a zoom
That
was the moment that bee nourishes
The
summer shouldered its heavy duty
And
the bud ruptured to a pretty thing
The
bee hid his sting to show its purity
And
flew the pretty thing like a king
Neglecting
the world that surrounds it
The
flower promised for its nectar
And
the bee swore for its devotion
Their
union walked up to this way
And
they pray to walk till they stay
-Chezang
Ahem! Driba na om. Nice one bro. :) Your blog needs serious attention, man. More frequency of updates. :D Keep writing.
ReplyDeleteThar go cha man..Thanks for your comments! it drags me to write sth...yeah...i try to write now.
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